My Third Marriage and My Birthday Celebration
My Fifty-Seventh Birthday Celebration
The story behind my 57th birthday celebration
On New Year, January 1, 2012, I wrote a hub Predictions for 2012. January would be birthday celebration with my son and his children being here celebrating with me but it did not happen as I wished. I told my husband about my little problem on my birthday but as always he was there for me; though just in the net because he is in the U.S., while I am here in the Philippines.
I should have liked to just sulk inside my room; it hurts for a mother to be totally forgotten by her son when he is already old enough to be so independent. Even his children, my most beloved grandchildren; none of them called to greet me. I wouldn't want to know but it really hurts. Until this writing, no word come from them.
The following is a narrative of my feelings that I wrote on June 28, 2001. I used to write down my feelings of despair and loneliness and this one of them.
Come Home to Me
You are my thoughts as I fall asleep at night;The solitary hero in my dreams as I am deeply asleep through the darkest dawn;You are my first recall when I awake in the first glimpse of the rising sun.
My longing heart awaits your re-appearance;Praying for the day when you finally come home to stay; You've been wandering too long and too far away from me;For you have long forgotten the warmth of my loving arms.
Deep in my soul is the sweetest remembrance of you; The memory of us together embeds itself to the fabric of my essence; In my Utopia I search for you; Calling your name let us revive our love anew.
If perchance you opt to desert me for good; Please let me know of your intention; I can forgive your choice of omission but remembrance of you is my sole consolation.
Decades and centuries are mere fragments of time; My immortal soul may wander through the gloom; But I will come home at any clime and season; Still hoping and remembering that we were both here together once upon a time.
I missed my son and his family but my daughter and her family were here as well as my loyal best friends, Ma'am Veron and Sir Owel.